A Taste of New Orleans...

...but nothing close to what it tastes like down there! Ok I am back from my vacation and raring to go back to work... eh. It was really, REALLY hard to wake up this morning, and yet I did, and I made it to work on time - go me!

I got some really sweet new clothes down in New Orleans which has further inspired me to go through all of my worldly possessions and donate at least 25% to Goodwill. I can't imagine lugging all of my stuff up to Baltimore with me. Lordy lordy. Plus - I get a tax break for my charity - woo hoo.

So someone here is trying to e-mail their resume to a company to apply for a job. I asked him if he had an e-mail account and he did, so I asked him to sign into his account and let me know when he's done. He calls me over and minute later and says, "Ok, now what?" He had not signed into his e-mail address, all he had done was type his e-mail address into the address bar. I tried to explain that he needed to type in yahoo.com and then sign in. And he didn't. He just typed his e-mail address into the address bar again. Sigh.

So I missed the blog, and I'd like to think the blog missed me, but I had zero free time to write about the smallest detail of my trip! So I'll try to remember the best of the best.

Plane ride there:

• An atheist and a religious zealot have a heated discussion ending in peaceful resolution, until the atheist says he saw a rainbow and the zealot says "Well you know that's a sign..." to which he replies, "Yea, a sign of light coming through water droplets!"
• The flight attendant tells the obnoxious woman in front of me to quiet down because "the people in first class can't sleep"
• Dennis snaps a picture of me sleeping with my mouth open

First day of the fest:

• Woman so drugged up out of her mind she can barely stand, but still wants to sway
• Man who wishes he was in FlashDance and punch dances out his rage (which I got video of, booya!!)
• We find a place that has happy hour from 11am to 8pm!
• Red Fish Grill for dinner - the entire bar is distracted from dinner by the Bulls-Celtics game

Second day of the fest:

• We get accosted in the French Quarter by a guy (who ends up being a Meals on Wheels rep) who gives Dennis a ticket for having a hottie in a non-hottie zone... lucky me! I also got a free hat, stickers, and a book about Yoga. Weird goodie bag.
• We go to the New Orleans Bingo! Show, which defies words, so I won't put any, just a link to their site. www.neworleansbingoshow.com I might mention some fun details later on.
• We eat dinner at 10:30 pm - goodness. The bread is phenomenal.
• Oh yea, Darick falls in the Mississippi River.

Third day of the fest:

• We walk around the French Quarter for so long we don't make it to the fest until around 3 pm. We check out the Economy Tent with some brass bands and a second line made up of people dancing around with funky umbrellas.
• We check out the Bingo! Show playing at the Lagniappe Stage. Some doucher in a cowboy hat is standing up in front the whole time and won't sit down. My dad calls him a douche for wearing 2 bandannas at once.
• We have a bangin dinner at the Bourbon House. Dennis and Darick hit up Bourbon St. and I go home and get in bed... with Law & Order. :-)

Fourth day of the fest:

• Neil Young
• Neil Young
• Neil Young

Flight home:

• We get to the airport at the ass-crack of dawn for my dad's early flight then have an hour to wait for our flight, so Dennis and I lay down and sleep on the airport floor. Some huge flight to DC gets cancelled and people come pouring out of the area and are trying to step over us.

Some lady says - You know you guys are in the way of everyone.

Dennis - Well we have 6 seats for this whole gate.. so get over it.

Lady - Well it's just disrespectful.

Dennis - I'm sure it is.

• Flight attendants are so cheery Dennis asks what is wrong with them when one of them compliments my earrings.

So that's my trip in a nutshell, I'll write some more later. Peace.